blog is getting a juice cleanse;

hey ya’ll. if you couldn’t tell already, this blog has been needing some serious r&r. it needs a face lift of sorts. maybe a tummy tuck. maybe a juice cleanse. who knows, but i’ve been thinking about doing it for months. inspired by my dear friend jenna’s recent blog overhaul, i realized i can re-brand […]

year twenty-two;

perform stand-up. move somewhere new. post-grad corgi???? pierce the schnozz/nose. make it sparkly. watch the entirety of doctor who. sing in public. say nope. graduate (!!!) bike around a new city. learn to read crochet patterns (achievable goals, ya’ll.) read at least three children’s books auf deutsch. go to a mormon church service. go rock-climbing. […]

all the happy tears;

{josh ritter at cabaret du mile end, montreal. february 2013} we interrupt this blog of corgi love, fangirling, and nerdy gifs to bring you an overly dramatic post about the first love of my life, josh ritter. guys, i got to see him the flesh this weekend in montreal. my years of adoration and dreams of […]

corgi-laced dreams;

i’ve got a sickness and the only cure is a post-grad corgi. …or five corgi puppies…laboriously moving their chubby corgi stub arms towards me to shower me with wet corgi kisses, lovingly hugging my gangly frame with their proportionately dinosauric limbs.  as i said last week i graduate this coming fall, and am moving out […]

i just want to wear all the hats, please;

{my preferred means of studying} i’m gonna whisper this really softly in case i startle any of you. i figured out i don’t want to apply to grad school. not this year at least. maybe not even in five years. maybe not ever. whatever. in the spirit of 2013: the year of “nope” i’m saying nope […]

{feed the mackenzies} snickerdoodle ice cream sandwiches;

snickerdoodles, i feel like you don’t get the air time you really deserve. sure, you bring to mind an era of 50’s aerosol hairsprays and garish floral couches covered in plastic protective coverings, but you really are an awesome anytime-of-the-year, any-decade-where-cookies-are-eaten (curse you, frantic fat-hating, 90’s)  kind of cookie.  who cares if you’re not a […]

2013: the year of “nope”;

i am a yes girl through and through. i say yes to new friends because, hey, new friends! i say yes to babysitting new kids for new families because, hey, money for me to blow on overpriced decaf americanos and concert tickets and ingredients to bake speculoos cookies! i say yes to including not-the-nicest people […]

seven year old selves, a playlist;

{click above picture of three year-old mackenzie for playlist, because seven year-old me had an unsightly white girl ‘fro} like i said before, the sads don’t typically prey upon me in the winter, i’ll admit. but i also have a pretty unfair advantage for combatting the nasty little case of blues that seem to hover […]

seven minutes in (book-smell) heaven;

okay. so i technically had twelve minutes in heaven with this sassy little number, fisher fine arts library at upenn. and what a sassy broad she was. and yes, i definitely had to ask a nice little dad, who was in the middle of taking his daughters up and down the spiral staircases, to take […]

adventures in bike commuting, june;

so far, millie, the bike, and i have…. biked to the kooks concert. a cake + two door cinema club concert. and a laura marling concert. gone to castle island on a group ride with common wheels. gone through (literal) hundreds of miles around boston. all around cambridge. all around somerville. all around brookline. in […]